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It's been ten years since I went back to my hometown in the summer. The first is that there is no holiday, and the second is that I hope to save time to spend more time with my parents during the Chinese New Year.

I went back for more than ten days, not that there was no Internet at home, but that it was rare to go home, and I wanted to help my parents do a little work and talk, instead of you staring at the computer, I looked at the phone. After all, we only get together once a year, don't we?

In the past few days of going home, there are still a lot of relatives who generously give monthly passes, recommended tickets and rewards, which makes me embarrassed, thank you very much, bow again!

In fact, the book has not been written so far, and the results are not good. I was a little frustrated at one point, but I never gave up trying to finish it. Not only the relatives who have always supported me and accompanied me, but also this feeling.

Yes, this book is not a strong story, and my original intention is to tell the passing of those times and the warm country life in my memory. Even if it is very bitter and tiring, it will always be in my dreams, and it has never been far away.

When I went back to my hometown this time, it was the season of double robbery. The parents are old and can no longer bear such harsh manual labor, and the family has only planted one season of medium rice, and the double robbery has quietly disappeared. In rural areas, only the elderly over 60 years old remain. The reason is very simple, even if you do odd jobs outside, the income is still much higher than that of farming.

This summer has been very hot, especially the few days I've been home. Although there is no double robbery, there are quite a few busy. Pick chili peppers, make hot sauce, bean paste, and fried peppers. Harvesting buds and pumping water to fight drought – water conservancy facilities are almost collapsing, relying entirely on small pumps to pump water for irrigation. Spray potions, and more. In the morning and evening, when the sun is not so big, I will also help to make some.

Everyone said that this life was given by the air conditioner. But in the countryside, no matter how hot it is, you still have to work in the fields. Sweating profusely, the heat was unbearable. I'm ashamed that I didn't help my parents much, they always said that I work all year round, and I rarely go back to rest once. In the end, I could only be responsible for logistics, washing clothes, cooking, delivering watermelons, etc.

No matter how old a child is, he will always be distressed in the eyes of his parents. I have another pair of parents who love me very much, and like most parents, they never say they love me, but they show their concern in real action. They don't ask me how I work, how much I get paid, they don't complain about how my family is, I don't know how I'm in the hospital, and often when I call back, I find out that they're already in the hospital.

In summer, the countryside is very empty, and the young people have gone out, leaving only the newly built buildings and the old people and children who are left behind. To be honest, I'm tired of coming home for the Chinese New Year. Although I will always miss the simplicity in my heart, I don't admit it, and when I get together for the New Year, I will inevitably start to compare, who bought a house and who changed a car. In this increasingly prosperous era, people like me, who don't have a house or a car, are no longer suitable to participate in discussions.

It has nothing to do with low self-esteem. In fact, I still think that one day, when I am old and my eyes are glazed, I will drag my little luggage back to my hometown, back to the place where I was born and raised. But the world is changing so fast, I wonder if the countryside in the future will also become a meeting and not knowing each other? Will it still be the hometown that I dream of?

So I hope that when I am not old, I will leave a feeling of emotion. Maybe I didn't write so well, but what I wrote was the pure, simple hometown back then.

Don't talk nonsense, resume the second watch from today, try to add more on the weekend, thank you again for not giving up!